Morning Star Poem by Fox Nekitsune

The Morning Star is Rising
A glow rising from the east
Across the land all is Dying
Life being burned away by the Beast

A Layer of the sky is ripped away
And without a care man destroys
And that the end never comes we pray
And deaths services man does employ

The Morning Star is rising
Man has made for him a Feast
Across the land all is Dying
Life being burned away by the Beast

The shadow of death spreading
Made by the hand of us all
This end we all have been dreading
It is time for man to fall

The Morning Star is Shining
Man has made for him a Feast
Across the land all is Dying
Life being burned away by the Beast

We plant new Mushrooms
And build new terror birds
Ignoring our own Dooms
Will anyone hear my words

The Morning Star is Shining
Man has made for him a Feast
Across the land all is Dying
Man has become the Beast